What does 'Fight' mean?
Find out what Fight means. Fight is explained by Ron Alexander - author of Don't Tell Me What To Do: A Spiritual Memoir
Fight
Before I can make sense of what is happening, before I can react, he cracks me over the head with the bottle. The bottle shatters. I’m dazed by the blow to the head. When he tries to go through my pockets, I punch him in the gut, knocking him back. The girl screams and jumps on him. I manage to get up off the bed, and help her to fight the guy off. Together, we are able to fight the guy back out the door into the hallway.We run back into her room, pushing a huge dresser up against the door. Blood is trickling down onto my face into my eyes from a gash in my head. I wipe the blood from eyes with a sleeve of my shirt. I’m numb to the pain I should be feeling from being hit so hard. All I could think about was the bag of crack in my pocket.
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Chapter 2:
The Night She Died - 1957-1958
"...FightMonths passed, summer rolled into fall, the roar of winter wind and snow came and I grew more restless and rebellious in school, more resentful of living in the backwoods, and more hateful of Ada Mama. She threatened me with ..."
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Chapter 3:
Back Where I Belonged - 1959-1965
"...Fight “You ready, man!” he snarled at me. He punched me hard in the chest before I could give an answer. I dropped back, put up my hands to cover my body and he rushed into me wildly throwing body shots. I mixed it up with ..."
"...FightBreak it up! Break it!” A counselor finally pried himself between us. Maurice kept punching. So did I. The counselor held me back with a hand, but I pretended like I still wanted to Fight. I struggled to get loose from his ..."
"...Fighten, which made me feel a little better about how I did. I had held my own. I walked away from Maurice through the crowd of boys gathered around us, adding a little stroll to my stride. I may not have ..."
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Chapter 4:
Black Panther - 1966-1969
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"... it would be cool to meet him, you know. He’s doing some important work.”
She folded arms. “Important work?”
“Yeah. Organizing black people to Fight police brutality.”
She didn't move, didn't blink an eye, didn't say anything else. The long silence made me feel ..."
"...Fight I drove along the bank of the river, preoccupied by my thoughts of the Panther Party. I pictured myself dressed in a black leather ..."
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Chapter 9:
Resurrection: Philadelphia - 1995-2002
"...Fightook a long swallow of coffee and carefully sat the cup down on the saucer. “Are you really alright?” She talked slowly but her eyes were alert. I hadn’t counted on his. I had hoped that she would be so medicated ..."
"...Fightorners of her gaping mouth. She, it seemed to me, was Fighting something elusive in her semi-conscious state. Was it a nightmare, a memory, or was it death that she was struggling against? A thick, dark, brownish, murky liquid formed in the corners of her mouth. She gave out a ..."
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Chapter 10:
Epilogue: Philadelphia 2005
"...Fight Before I can make sense of what is happening, before I can react, he cracks me over the head with the bottle. The bottle shatters. I’m dazed by the blow to the head. When he tries to ..."
